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The Little Classic Series 


The most popular works of standard authors and poets 
arranged for use in schools, with introductions, explanatory 
notes, biographical sketches, portraits, and illustrations. 
Also elementary stories of nature, myth, history, industry, 
geography, biography, and literature. The grading sug¬ 
gested has been extensively followed by teachers with very 
satisfactory results, but may be varied to suit special 
conditions. 


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The books have been carefully edited, are clearly printed on 
good paper, and have extra strong paper cover. Each book 
in the LITTLE CLASSIC SERIES contains thirty-two pages. 


SEVEN CENTS PER COPY 

Twenty Copies for $1.20 


First and Second Grades 

No. 

2719 Aesop’s Fables. 

2713 Old Time Stories. 

2725 Favorite Mother Goose Rhymes. 

2707 First Steps in Reading. 

2701 Jack and the Beanstalk. 

2726 Favorite Mother Goose Jingles. 

2720 Little Red Riding Hood. 

2727 Story of Little Black Sambo. 

2708 Bunny Cottontail Stories. 

2728 Ten Little Indian Stories. 

2721 Hiawatha and Henry W. Longfel¬ 

low. 

2730 Twelve Little Indian Stories. 

2716 Bunny Boy. 

2731 The Jenny Wren Book. 

2704 Bob the Cat. 

2723 Whitter and His Snow-Bound. 

2732 The Bluebird Book. 

2717 Thanksgiving Stories. 

2733 Four Favorite Stories. 

2705 The Story of Two Little Rabbits. 

2724 The Three Misses Cottontail and 

King Rabbit. 

2734 My Shadow, and Other Poems. 

2718 Modern Fables. 

2735 My Treasures, and Other Poems. 

2706 Famous Poems of Famous Poets— 

First and Second Grades. 

2819 Squirrel and Other Animal Stories. 


Second and Third Grades 

No. 

2736 Three Popular Stories. 

2714 The Story of Joseph. 

2807 Beauty and the Beast and Other 
Favorite Fairy Talcs. 

2702 Susan Cottontail Stories. 

2802 Cinderella and Other Favorite 

Fairy Tales. 

2715 Robinson Crusoe. 

2738 Stories from Grimm. 

2729 Sixteen Little Indian Stories. 

2809 The Coming of the Christ-Child. 

2709 Our Three Little Sisters and Hia¬ 

watha. 

2803 Christmas Stories. 

2722 Pussy Willow and other Tree 
Stories. 

2740 The Story of Peter Rabbit. 

2710 Stories About Animals. 

2810 The Little Story Reader. 

2711 Mr. and Mrs. Stout of Beaver D^m 

and How JackrabbitLost HisTaiL 

2823 Stories About Birds. 

2712 The Tale of Bunny Cottontail— 

Abridged. 

2825 Who Stole the Bird’s Nest, and 

Other Poems. 

2824 Famous Poems of Famous Poets— 

For Third Grade. 

2826 The Robin Redbreast Book. 

2812 The Toyland of Santa Claus. 

2827 The Chickadee Book. 

2828 Brownie’s Ride and Brownie and 

the Cook. 

2829 Escape at Bedtime, and Other 

Poems. 

2830 My Ship and I, and Other Poems. 


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STORIES FROM 
GRIMM 


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STORIES FROM GRIMM 


THE THKEE WISHES. 


A good man was once traveling 
through a strange land. Night came 
on while he was yet far from any inn. 
He sat down on a stone to rest. He 
was very tired and hungry, and felt as 
though he could go no farther. 

After resting awhile, he arose and 
went on. He had gone but a few steps 
when he saw two houses—one on each 
side of the road. 

_ One house was large and beautiful. 
It belonged to a rich man. The other 
was a tiny old hut. It looked almost 
ready to fall over. 

The stranger- looked at them a few 
moments. 




“I will stay with the rich man,” 
thought he. “He is better able to 
keep me.” 

Then he knocked at the door. The 
rich man put his head out of the win¬ 
dow and said: 

“Who are you, and what do you 
want 9” 

“I am a traveler,” said the man. “I 
am very tired and hungry and can go 
no farther. May I stay here all 
night 9” 

“No,” said the rich man, “I have no 
room for you. If we kept every beg¬ 
gar that came along we should soon 
have nothing for ourselves.” With 
that he closed the window. 

The man turned away, and went 
across to the old hut. He knocked 
softly, and the door was opened wide. 


The poor man did not ask who he was 
nor what he wanted. He only said: 

“Come right in, stranger, and sit 
down. Yon look very tired.” 

“ That I am,” said the man. “I have 
come a long way to-day, and have had 
nothing to eat since morning.” 

The poor man’s wife gave him a 
chair, saying: 

“We haven’t much, but such as it is, 
you are most welcome to it.” 

The stranger thanked her and sat 
down. While she was getting the sup¬ 
per ready, he told of his travels. He 
seemed to forget that he was tired and 
hungry, until the wife said: 

“Now, draw your chair to the table, 
friend. There is not much on it, but 
it’s the best we have.” 

The stranger thanked her, saying: 


“Your kindness will make it a feast.” 

And it did seem as though he had 
never eaten such good bread and but¬ 
ter. The potatoes were good enough 
for a king. And the milk—well, I’m 
sure it was the sweetest and richest he 
had ever tasted. 

You think it was because he was so 
hungry. Perhaps it was. Any way 
the stranger thought it a very good 
supper. 

When he was through eating, they 
talked until bed-time. Then the wife 
called her husband aside and said: 

“The stranger is very tired. Let us 
give him our bed and we will sleep on 
the floor.” 

But the good man said: 

“I cannot think of such a thing. I 
will sleep on the floor myself.” 


Neither the old man nor his wife 
would listen to this. So the stranger 
took their bed, and they lay down upon 
the floor. 

I do not think it seemed very hard 
to them, after all. As for the stranger, 
he was soon fast asleep. 

The good wife was up before day¬ 
break next morning. When the stranger 
awoke, breakfast was almost ready. 

“Well, my friend, have you rested 
well ?” asked the old man. 

“I never slept better in my life,” 
said the stranger. “But you and your 
good wife must be very tired.” 

“Indeed we are not,” said the wife. 
“I feel as fresh as if I had slept on a 
bed of down.” 

“And I too,” said the old man. 

Then they all sat down to breakfast. 


And such a breakfast as that was! To 
be sure they had only corn cakes, but¬ 
ter, honey and coffee. But what more 
was needed? 

As soon as breakfast was over the 
stranger said, “I am very sorry to leave 
such good friends, but I must go on my 
way. You have been so kind to me, 
that I cannot go without doing some¬ 
thing for you.” 

“No,” said the old man, “we do not 
wish to be paid for doing a kindness.” 

“Well,” said the stranger, “if you 
will not take pay, I will grant you 
three wishes.” 

They thought awhile, and then the 
old man said, “We wish, first, for good 
health and enough to eat. Then, we 
have always thought we should like to 
die at the same time.” 


“You shall have what you ask,” said 
the stranger.” But you have another 
wish. Is there nothing else you would 
like to have?” 

“We think of nothing else now,” 
said they. 

“Would you not like a new house in 
the place of this old one?” asked the 
stranger. 

“Well, yes,” said the old man. 
“That would be nice, if we could have 
it so.” 

No sooner had he said it than they 
found themselves in a beautiful new 
house. There stood the stranger smil¬ 
ing at them and bidding them good¬ 
bye. 

When he was gone, they went 
through the house. It had everything 
in it to make them happy. Then they 


sat down and looked at each other. 

“You look ten years younger,” said 
the wife. 

“And you look fifteen years young¬ 
er,” said the husband. Then they 
laughed. 

At this time the rich man and his 
wife were just getting up. The wife 
looked out of the window. 

“Just come here,” she said to her 
husband. “What does this mean? 
Last night our neighbors lived in an 
old hut. Now they have a fine new 
house.” 

“I’m sure I don’t know,” said her* 
husband. “ Go over and ask them.” 

Tap, tap, tap, sounded on the door 
of the new house. The good woman 
ran to open it. There stood the rich 

man’s wife. She had never been there 

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before. They kindly asked her to come 

in. 

“What a beautiful new house!” she 
said. “Do tell me all about it.” 

They sat down and told her of the 
stranger who had stayed with them 
the night before. 

“And when he got ready to go this 
morning, he granted us three wishes,” 
said the old man. “We wished first 
for good health and enough to eat; 
then that we might die together. He 
said we should have what we asked, 
adding, ‘Is there nothing else you 
want? Would you not like a new 
house V ” 

“We told him it would please ns very 
much. Then he went away.” 

The rich man’s wife went home and 
told the story to her husband. 


“Oh, I wish I had known it,” said 
he. 

“Known what?” asked his wife. 

“Why, the same man was here last 
night. He wanted to stay, but I told 
him we didn’t keep beggars.” 

“ Saddle your horse and ride after 
him,” said his wife. “You can soon 
overtake him. He can not have gone 
very far.” 

“But what good will that do?” asked 
the husband. 

“Why, don’t you see?” said his wife. 
“Tell him you are sorry for what you 
did, ask him to come here the next 
time, and to grant us three wishes.” 

The rich man did not wait to be 
told twice. He saddled his horse 
quickly and rode after the stranger. 

.By and by he overtook him, resting by 

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the roadside. After talking awhile, the 
rich man said: 

“You should not have been in such 
a hurry last night. I was looking for 
the key to unlock the door, and you 
went away. The next time you come 
this way you must stop with us.” 

“I will,” said the traveler, “if I ever- 
come back.” 

Then the rich man asked if he, too. 
might have three wishes. 

“Yes,” said the traveler, “but you 
will be sorry you asked for them.” 

The rich man thought that could not 
be, as he was sure he could make good 
wishes. 

“Very well,” said the traveler. 
“Whatever you wish shall come 
true.” 

The rich man thanked him and 


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turned towards home. He let the rein 
fall upon the horse’s neck. 

The horse soon found that no one 



“DOWN FELL THE POOR HORSE AND BROKE HIS NECK” 


was holding the rein, and began to 
prance about. 

“Be quiet, will you?” he said. But 
the horse only pranced the more. 

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“I wish you would fall and break 
your neck!” he cried. 

Foolish man! Down fell the poor 
horse and broke its neck. Then he saw 
that he had lost his first wish and a 
good horse besides. He stood for 
awhile and looked at the poor animal. 

“Well,” said he, “it will not do to 
leave that good saddle here.” 

So he took off the saddle and threw 
it across his shoulder. By this time 
the sun was quite hot. Walking 
through the deep sand made him warm 
and tired, and the saddle seemed to 
grow very heavy. Just then he thought 
of his wife. 

“ She is sitting at home in a nice cool 
room, all this time, while I trudge 
along in this hot sand and carry this 
heavy saddle.” 


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“I wish she was sitting on it this 
minute, and couldn’t get off?” cried he. 

Before the last word was out. of his 
mouth the saddle was gone. He knew 
then that he had lost his second wish. 

When he reached home he ran 
quickly into the house. Sure enough, 
there sat his wife upon the saddle. 

“Come and wish me off this saddle,” 
she cried. 

“I have only one wish left,” said he. 
“Do keep quiet and let me think. I 
must make a good wish.” 

“But what good will that do me, if I 
must sit on this saddle all my life?” 
said she. 

And whether he would or no, he had 
to wish her off the saddle. 


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RUMPELSTILTSKIN. 


There was once a poor miller who 
had a beautiful daughter. People 
said there was not so sweet a face in 
all the country round. She was also a 
very good girl and her father was proud 
of her. 

One day he had to go to speak with 
the king. He wished the king to think 
well of him, so he told him that he had 
a daughter who could spin straw into 
gold. Now, the king liked nothing so 
well as gold. He thought to himself, 
“That is an art that would please me 
well.” So he said to the miller, “Your 
daughter is indeed very clever, if she 
can do that. Bring her to the castle 



to-morrow. I wish to see if what you 
say is true.” 

The miller saw that he had made a 
great mistake in telling the king such a 
story. But he did not like to say that 
it was not true. So he went home and 
said to his daughter, 

“Ah, daughter, we are getting up in 
the world. To-day I visited the king 
and to-morrow you are to visit him.” 

“ I!” said his daughter. “ Why, father, 
what do you mean? What business 
have I with the king?” 

“Well,” said her father, “I may as 
well tell you at once. To-day, while I 
was at the castle, I told him that you 
could spin straw into gold.” 

“ What made you think of telling him 
such a thing as that ?” cried the girl. 

“Well,” said he, “I wanted the king 

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to think well of me. I did not think 
he would ask me to prove it.” 

“Oh, father, father!” You have done 
a very wrong and foolish thing. You 
should not have tried to get the king’s 
good will by telling him what was not 
true.” 

“Well, I am very sorry I did it, but 
it is too late now to make it right.” So 
the next morning the poor girl started 
to the king’s castle. As soon as she 
got there the king led her into a room 
full of straw. Giving her a wheel, he 
said, 

“Now set yourself to work, and if 
you have not spun this straw into gold 
by sunrise to-morrow morning, you 
must die.” Then he shut the door and 
left the maiden alone. 

There she sat for a long time think- 

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“AT LAST SHE BEGAN TO CRY” 


ing how to save her life. At last, in 
despair, she began to cry. All at once 
the door opened and in stepped the 
queerest looking little old man. 

“Good evening, fair maiden,” said he. 
“Why do you cry like this?” 

“Ah,” she said, “I must spin this 
straw into gold, and I am sure I do not 
know how it is to be done.” 

















“ What will you give me if I spin it 
for you?” asked the little man. 

“My necklace,” said the maiden. 

The dwarf took it, sat down in front 
of the wheel, and whirr, whirr, whirr, 
three times round and the bobbin was 
full. Then he set up another, and 
whirr, whirr, whirr, three times around 
and a second bobbin was full. The 
wheel went round so fast that the 
maiden was afraid the dwarf’s long 
beard would be caught in it; but it was 
not. So he went on spinning all night 
long. At last all the straw was spun, 
and the bobbins were full of gold. 

At sunrise the king came. He was 
very much surprised to see the gold. It 
made his heart glad, but he wanted 
more yet. He led the girl into a still 

larger room full of straw. 

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“Now,” said he, “go to work. If you 
have not spun this straw into gold by 
sunrise to-morrow morning, you must 
die.” Then he shut the door and left 
the girl alone. 

She did not know what to do so she 
began to cry. While she was crying, 
the door opened and in came the dwarf. 

“What will you give me this time if 
I spin the straw into gold ?” asked the 
little man. 

“The ring from my finger,” she 
answered. The little man took the ring 
and began to spin at once. By morn¬ 
ing all the straw was changed into 
shining gold. At sunrise the king 
came. He was much pleased when he 
saw the gold. Still he was not satisfied. 
He led the maiden into another still 

larger room, full of straw. 

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“This you must spin to-night,” said 
he. “If you can do it, you shall become 
queen. I could not find a richer wife 
in all the world,” he thought to himself. 

When the maiden was left alone, the 
door opened and the dwarf came in. 

“What will you give me to do this 
for you ?” he asked. 

“I have nothing left that I can give 
you,” said the maiden. 

“Well,” said the dwarf, “I’ll wait five 
years, and at the end of that time I’ll 
come and take the thing you love best. 
What do you say to that V 

The maiden thought to herself, 
“When I become queen I will have so 
many beautiful things that it will be 
easy enough to pay him then. Besides, 
he may forget all about it before the 
five years have gone by. So she said, 

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“All right. You may do the work, 
and come again at the end of five years 
for your pay.” 

The dwarf went to work and by 
morning the spinning was done. When 
the king came and saw this he said, 

“You are worth your weight in gold 
and you shall be my wife.” And so 
there was a grand wedding and the 
miller’s beautiful daughter became 
queen. 

For a long time she thought every 
day about the little dwarf. But by-and- 
by she forgot him. Five years passed 
by. One day when the queen was sit¬ 
ting by the window playing with the 
little prince the door opened and in 
came the dwarf. 

“I have come for my pay,” said he. 
And how he did grin. 

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The queen was not at all afraid, for 
she had plenty of gold and jewels. So 
she said, 

“What shall I give you?” 

“You promised to give me the thing 
you love best,’’ said he, and he looked 
straight at the young prince. 

The poor queen was now all in a 
tremble. Sure enough she had prom¬ 
ised to give him the thing she loved 
best. And she loved the little prince 
better than anything else on earth. She 
clasped the child in her arms and 
cried, 

“No, no, I cannot do that. I will 
give you all the gold and jewels I have 
if you will let me keep my child.” Then 
she began to cry and groan so much 
that the dwarf said, 

“I will give you three days to think. 

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If in that time you can find out my 
name you may keep your child.” 

All night long the queen lay awake 
thinking over all the names she had 
ever heard. She also sent a servant 
through the country to find new names. 
The next morning the little dwarf 
came. The queen began with “ Caspar,” 
and went over all the odd names she 
knew. Each time the dwarf would 
stroke his long beard and say, 

“ That is not my name.” 

The second day the queen asked all 
her people for strange names. When 
the dwarf came she called him “Ribs 
of beef,” “Sheepshank,” “Whalebone,” 
and so on; but each time he stroked 
his long beard and said, 

“That is not my name.” 

The third day the queen sent the 

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servant out again. When he came back 
he said, 

“ I have not found a single name. But 
as I came to a high mountain near the 
edge of a forest, where foxes and hares 
say good night to each other, I saw a 
little house. A fire was burning before 
the door, and round this fire a strange 
little man was dancing on one leg, and 
singing, 

“To-day I stew, and then I’ll bake, 

For to-morrow the prince comes in; 
How good it is that nobody knows 
That my name is Rumpelstiltskin.” 

When the queen heard this she was 
very glad, for she knew the name. 
Soon after the dwarf came and asked, 

“Now, my lady queen, what is my 
name ?” 


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First she said, “are you called Con¬ 
rad?” 

“No,” and he stroked his beard, 

“ Are you called Hal ?” 

“No.” And by this time he was in 
such glee that he caught up his long 
beard, whirled it round and round and 
then tied it in a knot. 

Then the queen looked straight at 
him and said, 

“Are you called Rumpelstiltskin?” 

When the little dwarf heard that you 
may be sure he was very angry. He 
stamped his right foot so hard that it 
went into the ground and he could not 
get it out. Then he took hold of his 
left leg and pulled so hard that he 
pulled himself in two. 


THE TOY OF THE GIANT’S CHILD 


Once upon a time a good giant lived 
in a great stone castle, far up among 
the mountains. One bright, sunny day 
his daughter came out and played be¬ 
side the door. By-and-by she grew 
tired of her play. 

“I will go down into the valley,” said 
she, “and see what the people are doing 
there.” 

So she tripped merrily down the 
mountain side. In the valley she saw 
a farmer plowing corn. He whistled a 
merry tune as he worked. His plow 
shone in the sun like silver. The horses 
arched their glossy necks and stepped 
proudly. It was a pretty sight. 

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The giant’s daughter had never seen 
anything like it before. 

“I will take it home and show 
father,” she said. 

So she spread her handkerchief upon 
the ground and placed man, horses, and 
plow all on it. Then tying the corners 
nicely, she carried it up to the castle. 

“Oh, father, see what I have!” she 
cried. “ Such a beautiful plaything. I 
found it in the valley.” 

Her father was reading, but he turned 
away from his book and said, 

“What is it my dear? Let me see 
it.” 

She took them from her handkerchief 
and placed them upon the table. 

“Why, my dear child!” cried her 
father. “This is no plaything. It is a 
farmer who has been plowing his corn. 

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Wrap them up carefully and carry them 
again to the valley. Remember that 
it was from the farmer that the race of 
giants came. Know, too, that if it 
were not for the farmer, we should 
have no bread." 

The girl did as her father told her. 
She afterwards went many times to the 
valley to watch the farmer at his work, 
but she never tried to carry him away 
again. 


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The Little Classic Series 


The most popular works of standard authors and poets 
arranged for use in schools, with introductions, explanatory 
notes, biographical sketches, portraits, and illustrations. 
Also elementary stories of nature, myth, history, industry, 
geography, biography, and literature. The grading sug¬ 
gested has been extensively followed by teachers with very 
satisfactory results, but may be varied to suit special 
conditions. 

The books have been carefully edited, are clearly printed on 
good paper, and have extra strong paper cover. Each book 
in the LITTLE CLASSIC SERIES contains thirty-two pages. 


SEVEN CENTS PER COPY 

Twenty Copies for $1.20 


Third and Fourth Grades 

No. 

2831 Aunt Martha's Corner Cupboard— 

Part I. 

2832 Aunt Martha's Corner Cupboard— 

Part II. 

2833 Aunt Martha's Corner Copboard— 

Part III. 

2808 How Little Cedric Became a 
Knight. 

2835 The Little Brown Pitcher. 

2737 The Golden Bird and Seven Ravens. 

2836 The Little Brown Man. 

2821 Longfellow and Hiawatha. 

2837 The Queer Little Tailor. 

2815 Stories of Old New England. 

2839 Drakestail and Choosing a King. 
2739 Daffydowndilly and the Golden 

Touch. 

2903 A Christmas Carol. 

2822 Stories of Sir Launcelot and Other 

King Arthur Stories. 

2840 Story of Leather, Boots and Shoes. 

2816 The Story of a Beehive. 

2922 Miss Alcott's Girls. 

2741 Two Brownie Parties. 

2841 The Story of King Corn. 

2817 Stories of'76. 

2925 The Story of Coal. 

2805 Some of Our Birds. 

2926 The Story of Wheat. 

2818 Arthur, The Hero King. 

2927 The Story of King Cotton. 

2806 King Arthur Stories. 


Fourth and Fifth Grades 

No. 

2928 The Story of Sugar. 

2919 The Story of Daniel Boone. 

2929 The Story of Lumber. 

2913 American Naval Heroes. 

2930 The Story of Iron. 

2834 Little Goody Two Shoes. 

2931 Night Before Christmas and Other 

Christmas Poems. 

2907 Our Pilgrim Forefathers. 

2932 The Story of Granite, Copper and 

Zinc. 

2901 The Story of Abraham Lincoln. 

2933 The Story of Marble and Slate. 

2920 The Story of Washington. 

2934 The Story of Fruit. 

2914 The Story of Benjamin Franklin. 

2935 Norse Heroes. 

2908 A Longfellow Booklet. 

2936 Norse Myths. 

2838 The Bluest of Blue Birds. 

2937 Norse Legends. 

2902 The Norse Seamen and Christo¬ 

pher Columbus. 

2915 The Story of the Revolution. 

2909 Henry Hudson and Other Explor¬ 

ers. 

2916 Miss Alcott's Boys. 

2910 Orioles, Bobolinks and other Birds. 
2923 Famous Poems of Famous Poets— 

For Fourth and Fifth Grades. 

2917 Grace Darling and Florence Night¬ 

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notes, biographical sketches, portraits, and illustrations. 
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Fifth and Sixth Grades 


No. 

2938 The Story of Gold and Silver. 

2911 The Story of Jeanne (Joan)D’Arc. 

3020 The Story of Our Flag. 

2923 Famous Poems of Famous Poets— 

For Fourth and Fifth Grades. 

2939 The Story of Oil. 

2905 The Three Golden Apples. 

2940 Longfellow’s Poems. 

2924 The Story of Electricity. 

3002 Rab and His Friends. 

2918 William McKinley. 

3021 The Great Stone Face.^ 

2912 The Discovery of America. 

2943 The Story of Paper, Pens, Pencils, 

3019 The Story of Steam. 

2944 The Story of Printing. 

3013 Father Marquette. 

2945 The Story of Newspapers and 

Books. 

3007 The Miraculous Pitcher. 

3025 The Story of Robinhood. 

3001 The Story of La Salle. 

Sixth and Seventh Grades 

No. 

3026 The Story of Motors. 

3014 Famous Poems of Famous Poets— 

For Sixth Grade. 

3016 Rip Van Winkle and Author’s Ac¬ 
count of Himself. 

3008 The King of The Golden River. 

3027 The Story of Glass. 

2941 The Golden Fleece. 

3028 The Meat-Packing Industry. 

2942 Whittier’s Poems. 

3029 Tennyson’s Poems. 

3015 The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. 

3030 Lamb’s Tales from Shakespeare— 

Part I. 

3031 Lamb’s Tales from Shakespeare— 

Part II. 


3009 The Pied Piper of Hamlin and 

Other Poems. 

3011 The Song of Hiawatha—Abridged. 

3003 The Snow-I mage. 

3032 Primitive Travel and Transporta¬ 

tion. 

3022 The Courtship of Miles Standish. 

3033 The Story of Ships and Shipping. 
3024 Famous Poems of Famous Poets 

For Seventh Grade. 

3034 Ocean Routes and Navigation. 

Seventh and Eighth Grades 

No. 

3035 American Railway Systems. 

3018 The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. 

3010 Evangeline. 

3036 Horatius at the Bridge, and Other 

Poems. 

3012 The Cotter’s Saturday Night and 

Other Poems. 

3037 Lowell’s Poems. 

3004 Thanatopsis and Other Poems. 

3006 The Deserted Village (Goldsmith) 

and Gray’s Elegy. 

3038 Washington’s Farewell Address 

and Other Papers. 

3122 The Vision of Sir Launfal and 
Other Poems. 

3039 Prisoner of Chillon and Other 

Poems. 

3017 Snow-Bound and the Corn Song. 
3115 The Magna Charta. 

3040 Sir Roger De Coverley Papers. 

3041 Carrying the U. S. Mail. 

3108 Speeches by Lincoln. 

3005 Enoch Arden. 

3101 Sohrab and Rustum. 

3042 Navigating the Air—Electric Rail¬ 

ways. 

3107 Famous Poems of Famous Poets— 
Eighth Grade. 


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